Dear Maddy,
I am so happy to have found you on the web and see that you are still making your pottery, and successfully, too!
I am wondering if you’ll remember me at all, since we were friends very briefly in Urbana. I a was Jen back then, and have gone through many permutations since. I am now married and my name is Jeanne.
I was a singer/guitarist then, who was also making stained glass windchimes, and windchimes made of keys, about then. I was with Matt J at the time, and he and Kimmer M were just getting to know each other. I think you knew her, and can’t recall if she lived in your house then or not?. Anyway.
I just wanted to tell you that as time has rolled by in my life, I have looked at various chapters for little jewels I can keep close to my thought.
One of those jewels was a time you may have completely forgotten, but it meant a world to me.
It was breakfast!
You asked me over for breakfast, and I thought that was novel and very nice, but didn’t know what to expect.
I arrived in your big Victorian house and found that the sun was streaming in the tall windows on one side in the dining room and you were making some pancakes that had something interesting in them — perhaps banana? in the kitchen.
But what struck me was the lovely table you set! I was not expecting anything formal — none of my friends did that, as we were all broke musicians and students. You were as serendipitous as my friends, but you had a sense of graciousness to which we were unaccustomed.
You had set the table with a pretty cloth (I don’t think it was a table cloth per se) and cloth napkins, and a whole service of your beautiful colorful pottery (which I’m sure looked quite different then from yours now). I remember it was a green and black or darker green pottery set.
I remember tea in a quirky fun teapot you had made (I had never had tea at breakfast before), and juice, and those terrific pancakes on your plates. I also recall little bowls you brought out with fruit and different toppings and we had some kind of granola-yogurt-coconut concoction that was new to me and yummy. I remember it was all so colorful and charming and we had a great time laughing and talking, and to me, it was one of the most harmonious hours of my life. A perfect moment, if you will.
I had always wanted to thank you for making such a vivid lovely image in my mind. It was one of the things I remember best about that time in my life. As I grow older, those are all that is important.
Oh, and by the way, thank you for showing me how to get my hair up in a bun and have it stay put. I have been grateful for that on many a hot day.
I hope you have some time to say hello back by e-mail, and I hope you’ll have a look at my blog if you can’t recall who the heck this is.
It’s here:
http://intwilightregalia.blogs.friendster.com/in_twilight_regalia/
Please ignore that it’s on that stupid Friendster site with so much advertising crap on it.
Warmly,
J.
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